The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

   Chapter 768

   "I said, where is the administrator here?"

   "Hurry up and find your director, don't let the twin mother and child end the performance like this!"

  "Please don’t let the twin mother and son be the only one show, and let them perform a new show. We want to watch the twin mother and son performance."

   "It depends on the performance of mother and child twins +1."

  "It depends on the performance of mother and child with twins +2."

  ...

   "It depends on the performance of mother and child twins +1000868."

  At this time, the director and Wu Zhi came to understand why his own Qin always made such a decision.

When the two returned to Qin Le's side, the latter asked excitedly: "Have you seen it? The audience's will is the foundation of our entertainment platform."

   "Don't let the audience down, and don't let me down."

  The words fell, Qin Le turned and left.

  The matter is dealt with, the follow-up questions are their own business.

  As the president of an entertainment platform, it is of course impossible for Qin Le to stay to help them.

  President’s office, Jun Moyao listened obsessively to the singing of the mother and the son, listening to the long and loud voice, as if he could blend into it.

  Man only feels this voice, can sublimate his soul and get sublimated.

  It made him, the interstellar master, suddenly feel that the current interstellar is so bad, it is entirely the problem of their managers.

  The same feeling, not only Jun Moyao, but also countless bigwigs who have served in the Star Palace or are currently in the Star Palace.

  They suddenly felt that they had lived on the star beast for hundreds of years, and they hadn't made the interstellar space as clean and clear as described in the song.

  At the live broadcast, Si Lingling didn't care how much impact her singing would have.

  She also knows very well that such interstellar problems cannot be changed by the song of their mother and son alone.

  All she has to do is to leave a light in the hearts of the interstellar creatures, and hope that those with courage can follow this light and move forward.

  That's it.

  Si Lingling also knows that her own power is limited and it is impossible to completely change the aesthetics and entertainment of interstellar people with just one song.

  What she can do is to let everyone hear their own voices and to imagine the true beauty of the starry sky through the singing of their mother and son.

  Although, reality is not so good.

  But, as long as someone is willing to try, it is her success in bringing her children to the stage.

  According to the memory, after singing this dreamy nursery rhyme, she bent down and put the child on the stage, bowing very earnestly to thank.

   "Thank you! Thank you everyone!"

  Thank you everyone for taking the time to listen to their mother and son.

  Of course, she didn't say the following sentence.

  Following her words, Yo and Chiu also learned the same as their mothers, bowed and thanked: "Thank you, thank you everyone."

  The child’s voice is so immature, so clean, and so soft.

  It was like a fairy sound in the ears of the audience, not to mention how rare it is.

  As the mother and son three call their curtains, applause gradually began to sound.

  From the first one, to two, three...Finally, everyone stood up and applauded.

  The cheers and the request for another song were mixed with thunderous applause.

  If there was a transparent barrier between the stage and the auditorium, the audience would have liked to step on the stage and leave the mother and child behind.

  In the applause and cheers, Si Lingling bent over, picked up the child, turned around with a smile, and prepared to leave the stage.

  Faced with such a reaction, she was actually very satisfied.

   Therefore, the anger before going to the stage has also dissipated cleanly.

  Just as she turned around, she saw the three hosts striding towards their mother and son from three directions.

  The posture was like fighting with her mother and son.

  (End of this chapter)